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fully - ync sosa & hopout shawn lyrics

[intro: ync sosa]
(aye draco how you do that)
uh, mhmp
pick up the drac’
pick up the .556
yea the fully
i don’t what the stick is all this sh*t shoot fast
i stamp that

[chorus: ync sosa]
this sh*t that i said so hard n*gga i ain’t gon’ cap i’m like the special
i can’t speak on what my n*gga did cause they got cases pending
but i make calls sh*t go missing, bumpstock, ar it named fully
see now i’m a rapper she want my attention she hop in this car i bet that ho listen

[verse: ync sosa]
she skinny petite but that ho pretty
riding on forgis’ n*gga i’m litty
drac’ on the beat this b*tch be hitting
my diamonds like kell’ these hoes be p*ssing
they thought i was done cause i went missing
i was just serving lows tryna’ get it
he wanna’ slime me i need me a ticket
i can make 250 off serving these midgets
but i tote glocks i don’t tote smith’ys
we was driving the fin’ now it spin like a fidget
mixing wock with the za now i’m next in a vision
i never met drake but a n*gga got drizzy
fully or .62 hard decision
whoever i call they standing on business
but i’m living game i got that bl!cky
yea, shot so many shots that b*tch got to glitching
[verse: hopout shawn]
yea, i use the switch that b*tch sound like an engine
chilling with bros n*gga i ain’t friendly
bullsh*ting green f*cking with my kidney
392 hit the gas it lifted
3rd grade e*way lane i’m switching
can’t fall on spikes swerve it we gon’ get it
thought he was running n*gga you tripping
can’t get away from these .556’s
.62 bullets jump out the drac’ can’t jump no gate leave em’ laying on the fences
can’t spot that car slime’ll go flip it
put a switch on a ar it burst when you hit it
know i’m a star n*gga i’m shooting
i’m getting rich ain’t point i ain’t proving
getting through traffic v8 i was moving
i know i can get her she f*ck with my music
had the shots shooting dice n*gga said i was cheating
i hit a cramp i’ma sour squeeze
ain’t no more getting hot this glock got a cooler
i pop a perc this sh*t help with my mood
after i f*ck by i’m rude
f*ck going to class i was serving in school
might go (?) to trap out in (?)
.62 gave him a sh*t bag hand em’ a pamper
mix the purp with the sprite sipping dirty iyanna
can’t play these rappers i’ll do it on camera
n*gga’s lil boys been strapped on like (?)
my pockets got hungry sh*t looking like santa
i’m going up but can’t lock in
i ain’t with the box and i’m bringing the box in
n*ggas really gunna who you playing under i feel it whenever the narcs in
[chorus: ync sosa]
this sh*t that i said so hard n*gga i ain’t gon’ cap i’m like the special
i can’t speak on what my n*gga did cause they got cases pending
but i make calls sh*t go missing, bumpstock, ar it named fully
see now i’m a rapper she want my attention she hop in this car i bet that ho listen

[outro: hopout shawn]
(i bet that ho l!ck some)
(i hop in my car i bet that ho l!ck some)
(tripping)
(go get yo’ mans up)
(go, go get yo’ mans up)
(d*mn, ho get yo’ mans up)
(stick put his whole mans up)
(go get yo’ mans up)

- ync sosa hopout shawn lyrics

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